The silver mask was thrown to the ground by Yu Xiaoyun casually, and there was a soft "bang".
Yu Xiaoyun touched Di Ye's face with his hand, caressed his cheek, and ran his fingertips across the embossed lines on his face, muttering in his mouth: "Ye'er, whether you are a human or a demon, you are both My leaf."
Di Ye was so drunk that he passed out and didn't respond.
"Little Martial Uncle." Di Ye dreamed of the Little Martial Uncle in his drunken dream, but he didn't know that the Junior Martial Uncle was right in front of him.
"Ye'er, I'm here." Yu Xiaoyun grabbed Di Ye's hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it,
Yu Xiaoyun saw that there were also irregular embossed lines on Di Ye's hands. Curious, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, ripped off Di Ye's clothes, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the embossed lines all over his body.
"I have become a demon."
Di Ye's words echoed in Yu Xiaoyun's mind.
So, just hide from him?
Yu Xiaoyun's fingers lightly stroked those floating lines on Di Ye's body, and murmured: "Ye'er, I don't mind. As long as it's Ye'er, anything is fine."
"Hmm." Di Ye moaned in his drunken dream after being touched by Yu Xiaoyun.
Yu Xiaoyun took off his coat and lay down, pulled Di Ye's hand away, pillowed his arm, and nestled in his arms, feeling the long-lost warmth.
The air is filled with the smell of alcohol, and the sun is setting outside the window.
Yu Xiaoyun waited for a long time before Di Ye woke up, propped himself up, looked at Di Ye's face in a daze, wondering if Di Ye did it on purpose, pretending to be drunk on purpose!
It has been more than half a day since Yu Xiaoyun broke in. Di Ye just woke up, opened his eyes, and found the little uncle lying beside him, which made him feel like he was still in a dream while he was half drunk and half awake. generally. He closed his eyes again, greedily hoping that this dream would last forever, so that he would be intoxicated in such a dream and not wake up.
"Ye'er." Yu Xiaoyun called softly, leaned down and kissed his brows, and then smoothed his slightly wrinkled brows with his hands.
Yu Xiaoyun's kiss quickly fell on Di Ye's lips, touching lightly, from shallow to deepHolding his head, he kissed him until he was about to suffocate.
Di Ye instinctively wanted to respond, but tried his best to restrain himself, fearing that this was just a dream, and once he responded, the beautiful dream would wake up.
As night falls, the moonlight shines outside the window.
Di Ye was on the verge of collapsing, and suddenly let out a heavy "hmm", and a feeling of pain spread throughout his body.
"Ye'er, does it hurt?" Yu Xiaoyun asked softly in his ear.
"En." Di Ye frowned even more tightly.
Yu Xiaoyun said again: "It's right to be in pain. It just makes you hurt, so you can remember that your heart and your body are mine."
Di Ye felt that these words sounded familiar.
Isn't this what he said to the little uncle when he was in Guzhan City!
Unexpectedly, the little uncle actually used actions to return this sentence to him intact!
The feeling of pain is very real.
The little uncle who made him hurt was also very real.
Di Ye finally realized that this was not a dream.
Everything he thought was in a dream was real and happening.
Di Ye opened his eyes, and saw the blushing face of the junior uncle directly above him, and the resolute expression on his own face.
"Little Martial Uncle"
Di Ye couldn't help but screamed, but couldn't speak.
"Ye'er." Yu Xiaoyun raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, leaned over to kiss him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You are finally willing to open your eyes to look at me. I wonder how long you can pretend to be drunk."
Di Ye has never seen such a charming smile of a junior uncle, and he was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help wondering if this person was really his shy junior uncle in the past? !
"Little Martial Uncle" Di Ye called out again, hesitant to speak.
Yu Xiaoyun responded in a low voice: "Ye'er, do you feel me?"
Di Ye wanted to turn over, but was held down by Yu Xiaoyun, who continued to bear the pain under his body.
He remembered this unprecedented feeling and remembered it in his life.
Two people were sweating profusely, one was tired and the other was suffocated.
After a long time, Yu Xiaoyun buried her face in Di Ye's chest, listened to his violent heartbeat, and murmured: "Ye'er, you are mine, don't try to avoid me!"
Di Ye let out a "hmm", and wrapped his strong arms around the waist of the little uncle, never wanting to let go.
***
The door of Di Ye's room was split open by Yu Xiaoyun's sword, and the movement in the room could not be heard by people outside.Dido'er looked in the direction of Di Ye's room, raised her face and smiled, and murmured: "In this way, it's considered a good fit?"
Ruo Jiang went to the practice room, but couldn't practice quietly, sitting cross-legged silently, feeling lost.
Ruoyu stood not far from Ruojiang, regretfully said: "Unexpectedly, Di Ye and Yu Xiaoyun have such a relationship!"
Ruo Jiang: ""
When Di Ye excitedly asked about Qianhui, she could think of it, but she was still a little upset after hearing and seeing it herself.
After Di Ye learned that the third master had allowed them to be together, he felt unscrupulous and kept the junior uncle by his side.
Yu Xiaoyun blatantly lived in the Nine Immortals Palace, and Di Ye followed him like a shadow, inseparable every step of the way, eating at the same table and sleeping in the same bed. After the torment of Di Ye's avoidance for a few days, he never wanted to be separated from Di Ye.
***
The day when Di Ye challenged the chief leader of the Baixiu League is approaching, big figures from all walks of life appear in Yongle City one after another, and masters of cultivation from all walks of life gather in Yongle City one after another. This grand occasion is comparable to the Baixiu League gathering the world's cultivation masters to conquer the demons more than 600 years ago.
Rather than saying that this is the demon clan represented by Di Ye provoking the Baixiu League, it can also be said that it is the first time that the forces of all parties have joined forces to confront the Baixiu League head-on.
Previously, Qi Yunfei promised Di Ye that Long Yue, king of the Dragon Qi Clan, would be there in person. Di Ye didn't have much hope, as long as someone could represent the Dragon Qi Clan.
The day before the challenge, Di Ye met Long Yuexian himself at the meeting banquet of the justice group.
Apart from Qi Yunfei's father, Qi Bonu, Long Yuexian was surrounded by other masters. The one with the highest cultivation, Han Bailu, has reached the Realm Returning Realm, and her strength is comparable to that of the semi-immortals who have returned to the True Realm, such as Yu Feng, Zhenhua Tanhua, and Qinglan Zhenjun.
Di Ye once met Long Yuexian once in Fengyang City, and he didn't have a good impression of Long Yuexian at that time. Long Yuexian, who appeared in front of his eyes at this time, was in a stable form, not angry and majestic, showing the demeanor of a king with his gestures and gestures.
"Di Ye, we have met before." Long Yue bowed slightly to Di Ye first, and spoke first.
He still remembers Di Ye and Yu Xiaoyun who appeared in Fengyang City back then. He was deeply impressed by Yu Xiaoyun at that time, and now he can remember that the child next to Yu Xiaoyun is Di Ye.
Unexpectedly, an inconspicuous child in his sight back then was actually a descendant of the demon race, who could awaken and become a demon king, causing such a storm in time.
Di Ye nodded and said, "King Longqi has a good memory."
Long Yuexian said again: "Dragon Qi Clan and Demon Clan have existed equally in the world since ancient times, and there is no distinction between high and low. Now that the Demon Clan is in decline, the Baixiu League is going against the law, trying to commit the mistakes it made more than six hundred years ago, and to treat the Demon Clan It is really regrettable to kill them all." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com